January 2011
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December 2010
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Marketing Life for Those of Us Left
A friend says the best way to love the world is to think of leaving. We’re all in a little trouble, you know? Piles of empty stars we’ve tossed aside for the immediate kiss. Push me around a bit, shake my pockets, I store everything in my mouth, going to make an apple out of plastic, going to make a real star out of the apple, then I’m going to sell it to you. I’m going to tell you it’s the...
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old friend: mish, will you please eat something? will i please drink less?
hi, hey, hi i'm writing a novel omg.
Her teeth were the brightest thing about her face, as her eyes were rather brown and she used smokey eyeshadow no matter the occasion. But her teeth—they reminded me of baseball. It’s strange, but I dreamed of knocking them out with a hard pitch, dismanteling her jaw. Isn’t that what we all want for women with perfect bone structure? I imagined collecting the fallen little pearls for myself....
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“You can sleep now, you said. You can sleep now. You said that.
I had a dream...”
– Richard Siken
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bahahaha, someone programmed my little sister's...
as in, “did you do the homework? also, i think i’m gay.”
WatchEsquire woman we love - Daisy Lowe (by esquireuk)
now that i’m home i can no longer dance around my empty apartment in my skivvies like daisy lowe.
(merry christmas)
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drunk mish thought it'd be a great idea to eat...
h8 u drunk mish.
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who even am i?!
in my dream last night i made up a sport and this morning i thought it was such a cool sport that i made a diagram of it.
?!?!??!?
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: Just that →
k-in-your-book:
There were a few complications. There was the fact that he didn’t know we had dated previously. As it turned out, this didn’t matter. Loving is all in the blood anyway. He called the feeling between us “weird,” and I had nothing to add. I kissed the backs of his legs and they sang. He reached…
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By popular vote, this short story is "the best... →
had to tell someone.
As of today, I’ve lost 25 pounds. Yay!
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“hullo. i love you. come home.”
– from my little sister. that’s all i’ve ever wanted to hear from anyone.
Yesterday was the last day of summer and it makes sense you weren’t with me then. Or even on this rainy afternoon – you’re teaching me to live apart from you, which has reduced to breakfast dishes crowding the nightstand, the TV droning with some Julie Christie drama, My black hair unwashed for a fifth day. After all what’s grief to someone Who never tires of longing Except a manner of existing In...
I'M GOING TO DIE ALONE.
or something.
“morning is not optional
but waking is bravery.”
– Marty McConnell (via sadnesses)
